Story-High school horror
Chapter-One
Title-Her first cut
It was the beginning of fall and all the leaves were just beginning to fall off the trees. The leaves were beautiful all shades of colors green, red, orange, yellow, and purple.
The breeze was cool and fresh, which made New York nice, not hot the sun was beating down. Olivia was enjoying the weather. But today to her felt not like them other days that were filled with happiness. Today she shaky, scared, and had a bad feeling something bad was going to happen
She could not pin point it, but she knew something was not right. She did not start school for another week. She was scared to go to a new school were she did not know anybody. That they would hat her, and treat her like an outcast like her mom does.
Sometimes she wished she could just crawl into a hole and never come out. Most of the time she felt depressed, alone, like she just coward down and let whatever happen to her that she deserved. Her mom made her feel degraded, as if she was nothing, a nobody.
One day she was just so depressed that she took a brand new razor blade and ran it straight across both of her wrists. She got in the shower and sat in the shower floor and let the water run over her body.
She just look at her wrists as the blood ran down her arm and legs. The blood took 30 minutes to clot and stop the blood from coming out. She got out of the shower, got the gauze and medical tape, fixed her up, and got dressed. She put a pink velvet pajama's set on and slid under the warmth of her covers.
She let her body slowly slip into unconscious for the night. She felt some of that pain that has been caused over the years from her mothers beating was gone. She sliced her wrists and it felt good to her, but she knew that was going to cause more pain later on in life. She knew that if someone were to love her and saw the scars they would leave her to drown in her own hurt and misery.
When she woke up in the morning her pillow was soaked with blood. She cut deeper then she thought. "What have I done?" she asked herself. She sneaked out of the house and went to the hospital. Doctor Sanders saw her right away. "What happened Hun?" she asked. "First off, what is your name?"
"My name?" she questioned nervously.
"Yeah, Hun what is your name?" she asked.
"My name is Crystals Parkers." She stated.
"What happened Crystal?" she asked stepping closer to her.
"I fell on a piece of glass Doctor." She said in a low tone. The doctor knew that was not true because she saw both of her wrists and the cuts were to clean.
"They need stitches both of them Crystal." She said as she was washing her hands.
"How many stitches?" she asked.
"You need 16 stitches, one cut is deeper then the other." She said. "The nurse will be in here to make you better."
She sat in the bed and the nurse came in with three shots for both arms and stitching material. "Let me know if it is not numb enough okay sweet pea." She said.
"Give me your hands Crystal," she said.
"Is it going to hurt, I do not like needles." She said not wanting to hand her hands to her.
"Like a bee sting Chris." She said
"Don't hurt me please!" she said scared.
"How old are you Crystal?" the nurse asked.
"I am 17, almost 18" she said looking down.
"Okay there you go all fixed, that didn't hurt did it?" she asked
"No, ma'm." she said sweetly.
"I would like you to come back in two weeks." She said.
"Okay." She responded.
"Do you have anyone we can contact?" she asked.
"No, I do not ma'm." she stated.
"Well, do you have a cell phone we can reach you at?" she asked.
"Yes, but you can only call between 12:00 am and 6am in the morning, until next Tuesday." She said. " It is 190-3612."
She wrote a prescription for antibiotics so she did not get an infection. "Here I want you to take one tab twice a day until you come back in."
She took it, left, and went to Star Pharmacy to get it filled. The pharmacy filled what was on the prescription a 30 count. She gave him her cell phone number and told him the same thing she told the nurse.
She threw away the bag, ripped the tag up in little pieces, and hid the medication in her coat pocket. She went through her window then went to her little refrigerator and pulled out a diet 7up to wash down her pills.
She was coming out of her room and by sur…..
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A/N- I cannot take all the credit for this story, because I was helped with the idea and title. I am having writers block. Thank you cocacola1052 for helping me with the idea. So, I owe half the credit to you.